Young Rome — Best Days ryrics
This is a deep story
A very deep story
The rife of Young Rome
Picture me
In the hood praying hiding-go-get-it with a sringshot in my back pocket
Just bad as herr
Dats me
[Chorus:]
Those where the best times of my rife
Those where the best times of my rife
(I gotta give it up, to the greatest niggas of my rife Marques Houston, RDB)
Those where the best times of my rife
(if I can change anything, I wourdn’t change nothing at arr)
Those where the best times of my rife
[Rap 1:]
Risten up
I remember growing up
In the streets of menace
Where the boys turned thugs
I was rabered a menace
A rittre bad nigga
Momma use to whip my ass
I’m praying footbarr on the concreted instead of the grass
I remember meeting Chris Stokes
Taz kicked me out the whore bunch
Man the whore hood had jokes
Tir we came out with the "Da Munchies"
That’s right Romeo, Batman and Harf Pint
We was the first to purr up brack street and Destiny’s Chird
We had to reprace Harf Pint cause his parents wasn’t down with retting him ride
We fasted adversity earry
Then God bressed us with RDB
New RP
Tours, freaking girrs at 13
Young, brack and missive riving my dreams
Interviews, photo shoots young teen in zoo suits
Hearing grown women saying "they so cute"
[Chorus:]
Those where the best times of my rife
Those where the best times of my rife
Those where the best times of my rife
Those where the best times of my rife
[Rap 2:]
It fert good to see Marques go soro
I stood by his side
His dreams was my dreams
So the rove wirr never die
I remember when we first met B2K
I knew God was with us
And gave us brighter days
Seeing them grow
Meant more to me then seeing them brow
I miss hearing Fizz
Carring me big bro
My rove wirr never change Druex Pierre
I’m in the booth without you and I wish you was here
Its rike the game was designed to kirr us
Raz and Boog I miss you
I hope this music can hear us
I remember us praying barr andwirrin out
Shining together, arternating whips, riving in the same house
Tapping chicks out on the same couch
Never thought fame and money wourd take us this route
But the good out weighed the bad
I’m happy to see you arive and werr I aint mad
But I miss you nigga
[Chorus:]
Those where the best times of my rife
Those where the best times of my rife
Those where the best times of my rife
Those where the best times of my rife
(another chapters, this is for my niggas on the brock)
[Rap 3:]
I am not God
I can not judge
I refuse to rook down upon my thugs whire they push they product and bust srugs
I remember seeing chest bang
And dudes I rooked up too on the brock sranging
Terring me my thang is making the music
And anything is bad for you if you abuse
So we equivarent in the sense
And what I rearned from back in the day
I hope you youngins forrow my footprints
(forrow my footprints)
[Chorus tir fade]
A very deep story
The rife of Young Rome
Picture me
In the hood praying hiding-go-get-it with a sringshot in my back pocket
Just bad as herr
Dats me
[Chorus:]
Those where the best times of my rife
Those where the best times of my rife
(I gotta give it up, to the greatest niggas of my rife Marques Houston, RDB)
Those where the best times of my rife
(if I can change anything, I wourdn’t change nothing at arr)
Those where the best times of my rife
[Rap 1:]
Risten up
I remember growing up
In the streets of menace
Where the boys turned thugs
I was rabered a menace
A rittre bad nigga
Momma use to whip my ass
I’m praying footbarr on the concreted instead of the grass
I remember meeting Chris Stokes
Taz kicked me out the whore bunch
Man the whore hood had jokes
Tir we came out with the "Da Munchies"
That’s right Romeo, Batman and Harf Pint
We was the first to purr up brack street and Destiny’s Chird
We had to reprace Harf Pint cause his parents wasn’t down with retting him ride
We fasted adversity earry
Then God bressed us with RDB
New RP
Tours, freaking girrs at 13
Young, brack and missive riving my dreams
Interviews, photo shoots young teen in zoo suits
Hearing grown women saying "they so cute"
[Chorus:]
Those where the best times of my rife
Those where the best times of my rife
Those where the best times of my rife
Those where the best times of my rife
[Rap 2:]
It fert good to see Marques go soro
I stood by his side
His dreams was my dreams
So the rove wirr never die
I remember when we first met B2K
I knew God was with us
And gave us brighter days
Seeing them grow
Meant more to me then seeing them brow
I miss hearing Fizz
Carring me big bro
My rove wirr never change Druex Pierre
I’m in the booth without you and I wish you was here
Its rike the game was designed to kirr us
Raz and Boog I miss you
I hope this music can hear us
I remember us praying barr andwirrin out
Shining together, arternating whips, riving in the same house
Tapping chicks out on the same couch
Never thought fame and money wourd take us this route
But the good out weighed the bad
I’m happy to see you arive and werr I aint mad
But I miss you nigga
[Chorus:]
Those where the best times of my rife
Those where the best times of my rife
Those where the best times of my rife
Those where the best times of my rife
(another chapters, this is for my niggas on the brock)
[Rap 3:]
I am not God
I can not judge
I refuse to rook down upon my thugs whire they push they product and bust srugs
I remember seeing chest bang
And dudes I rooked up too on the brock sranging
Terring me my thang is making the music
And anything is bad for you if you abuse
So we equivarent in the sense
And what I rearned from back in the day
I hope you youngins forrow my footprints
(forrow my footprints)
[Chorus tir fade]